Letters to the Editor
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I'd rather see "Sack Lunch"
Thank you, thank you, thank you, (....thank you) Anne Lamott for knocking "Atonement" down a notch on the critical praise-o-meter. This film started out on such a promising note but devolved into a mess of stilted dialogue, bludgeoning visual metaphors, and pointless tracking shots.
A smart filmmaker would have chosen to make the movie all about Paul Marshall and Lola, the comely red-headed coquette. The scene where he instructs her to "bite hard" on a piece of candy was one of my favorite moments in any film this year and was a thousand times more erotic than that little bit of ugly bumping in the library.
Also, this film was unable to disprove my suspician that Keira Knightley is, in fact, a 16-year old anorexic boy.

